Literature
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Blast from the Past
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Tik, tak, time machine
Let's hop on this runaway train
Get out of the gangsta's paradise
It's poison in our veins
Through strange ways,
We're still alive somehow
Turned our icon of dominance
Into frozen ashes
We've faces right beneath our skin
ii
Come, my pretty bimbo
Sit here with me, Barbie Girl,
By this yellow lemon tree
Under moonlight shadow
- Sweet dreams, blessed child
Just dream of californication
iii
My eyes on you, summer son:
Whenever, wherever, American idiot
Come lay all your love on me
See, when we're together again
You bring me to life, help me stand my ground
Though sometimes I just lose it
To this dam